Endurance is my master’s enjoyment for a carnival of wicked delights. My subjugation not quite defies life. To yield is to ignore that voice inside your head that is urging u to run out of the room. And it takes all my strength not to run. Endurance is time stopped in advance of me as I anticipate your next move. The rod poised in advance of me like the hand of the clock. I can feel the blood pump and splash into my heart cavity previous to every jack off of the rod. My heart stops and pops like a bubble as the pliant flesh wraps around the rod. The blood rushes back and forth from the point of contact; blood thick with salt running over an open wound. Now time slides throughout me like sand. Am I having pleasure yet? Two greater quantity hours until show time and I’m already panting like a sick dog. This isn’t real, I’m thinking.

My mind keeps situating itself around my wet crack and my boobs; the 2 areas almost any sensitive to pang. I am silently begging for your leniency. That is the leniency of a hundred and 50 guys, every wanting a bite of my flesh. I desire to lop off my scoops and tuck my clitoris away so u can’t torment me there. But u already have me dismembered: zeppelins, cookie, neck and arms. And the ropes gulp me entire, pulling my flesh back and offering my bones to the cold floor. Make me squirm about on the concrete floor for a cigarette if it pleases u. Each puff is worth a adult baby bruise on a bone. Now you’ve got my face hole and face hole. You’ve left my body parts strewn about the room all dirtied up. Now you’ve discovered a gap to play with! Go ahead and watch how much life I have if it pleases u. It’s all enjoyment and games. A plastic bag bound around my fastened and gagged head feels like being drilled in the face hole. You know exactly where the air stops. It stops in plastic sucked to my eyeballs. Show time’s here and I am an empty shell. My flesh has been scooped out and served onto a platter. Now you’re going to play with my mind. My dom is an apparition waving his magic wand. He has captured the very essence of pang. It is pure and crisp; pins being dragged throughout your flesh. And it lights up every rope burn and scratch on the skin like a blue flame.